Feng Shen: I, Bo Yi Kao, will never be the Emperor Ziwei!

Chapter 103 Yuan Hong is fierce, Yang Jian reprimanded
"Roar~~"

Bi An opened his bloody mouth wide, and the roar shook the mountains and fields!
The ferocity of the ferocious beast spread like a shadow, covering the whole army of Jizhou.

Facing the Xiantian Lingbao, he is submissive, and facing Su Hu, he strikes hard!
Wang Sen walked slowly on the battlefield, one man and one beast, and walked towards Su Hu step by step, treating the [-] army as nothing.

"Who are you!"

Su Hu held a musket in his hand. The whole body was about ten feet long. It was made of iron-smelted red copper. The end of the gun was carved with a fire dragon head, and the tip of the gun was a dragon tongue, shaped like a flame.

This gun is called the Fire Dragon Gun!
While the true energy was stirring, the fire dragon gun let out a dragon cry, breaking the pressure on him, which made him resist the urge to turn around and walk away, looking directly at this person who was obviously not a mortal.

"The Four Sages of Kowloon Island, Wang Mo."

Wang Mo's self-registration number stopped ten feet away from Su Hu, and with a light swipe of the sword in his hand, bright sword energy shot out!

"Oh!"

Su Hu raised his spear to meet him, but was cut flying dozens of feet with a single sword. After smashing into hundreds of soldiers and horses, he was firmly picked up by a soldier.

"How dare you rebel if you are so weak?"

Wang Mo sneered, as soon as he urged His Majesty, his speed increased instantly, and he crossed the sea of ​​people in the blink of an eye, and appeared in front of Su Hu.

Another sword strike!
"boom!"

The Fire Dragon Spear was cut with a sword mark, and the sword energy remained undiminished. The armor on Su Hu's body was easily cut open like tofu, and there was a long scar on his chest.

"hiss!"

Su Hu exhaled in pain, and blood gushed out from his body, soaking his clothes red in the blink of an eye.

If Wang Mo didn't want to capture him alive, this sword would have cut Su Hu in half!
He is a fairy, and Sanxian is also a fairy!
"Things like trash!"

Wang Mo's taunting words pierced into Su Hu's chest like a sharp sword, crushing his pride and persistence!

Su Hu held the fire dragon gun tightly, staring at Wang Mo who was condescending and looking down on him. He wanted to get up, even if he was dead, he wanted to hand out a gun.

However, under the oppression of Bi An's beastly aura, he couldn't even raise his hand.

Even so, Wang Mo still felt offended. Normally, he wouldn't even look at this kind of ants.

However, Gao Yougan's injury made him furious and made him want to vent!
"Pindao has already promised not to kill you, but there is no need to bring back a whole person."

As Wang Mo said this, he slashed at Su Hu's hand holding the Fire Dragon Spear with a sword.

Desperation rose in Su Hu's heart, and he watched helplessly as the sword light fell, about to pierce into his flesh and smash his bones.

"Ding!"

A palm was blocked in the air, and with a light grasp, the sword energy collapsed in an instant.

An ordinary man walked out from behind Su Hu, and said with a smile: "I can't let you destroy him."

It was Yuan Hong who was ordered to protect Su Hu, and he didn't expect that he would be exposed so soon.

"Demon?"

Wang Mo sensed a trace of demonic aura, and also saw Yuan Hong's extraordinaryness, so he took over his sword aura with his bare hands. This body is probably equivalent to the acquired spirit treasure.

With a thought in his mind, a khaki divine light flew out, Wang Mo sacrificed the earth-piercing bead, and hit Yuan Hong between his eyebrows.

Get started first!
"Ding!"

The Pidizhu hit Yuan Hong's eyebrows, but there was a crisp sound of hitting the metal, Yuan Hong's figure swayed, and a white hair fell down.

But, that's all.

"What monster are you!"

Wang Mo exclaimed, and swiped at Yuan Hong with his sword, His Majesty An shot together, trying to tear him in half!
"You're not that good, you trash!"

A smirk flashed across Yuan Hong's face, an iron rod appeared in his hand at some point, he swung it round and threw it at Wang Mo and his mount!

"Crack!"

Bi An's claws were the first to bear the brunt, and was blown away with a stick, and the two blood mist split apart immediately!

The iron rod continued unabated, and it hit Wang Mo's chest heavily. The terrifying force exploded. Several of his bones were broken with one blow, and he flew nearly a thousand feet away!

"Oh!"

Wang Mo hit the ground heavily, splashed a burst of dust, passed out, and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

Without the suppression of Bi An and Wang Mo, Su Hu and a group of soldiers and horses also regained their freedom.

Especially Su Hu, who stiffened his wounded body, got on his horse, came to Wang Mo, and stabbed him down!
"Pfft!"

The bright red blood splashed, and Su Hu breathed a sigh of relief, and fell headfirst.

As for Wang Mo, he was so stabbed that he couldn't die anymore, and the true spirit went to the list of gods.

Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art is too perverted, it is enough to bridge the gap between immortals and mortals, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most powerful body-training Mysterious Art today.

"Why is this necessary?"

Yuan Hong stepped forward, turned Su Hu over, took out a jade bottle from his bosom, pulled off the lid, and a scent of grass and trees came to his nostrils, making Yuan Hong's hair green.

Yuan Hong opened Su Hu's mouth, dripped three drops into it, and then put it away as a treasure.

Soon, a ball of green light bloomed from Su Hu's body, wrapping it tightly, and the horrific scar also quickly stopped bleeding, scarring, and even healed under the light.

Well, it's just a hideous skin injury.

"Should be able to carry him back?"

Seeing that Su Hu's injury improved, Yuan Hong scratched his head.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he saw a white monkey hair clutched in Su Hu's hand, and a chill rushed straight to his forehead:
"It's over, it seems to be exposed again!"

Jiang Ziya fled all the way, followed by Li Xingba and Yang Sen.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them had traveled thousands of miles.

Jiang Ziya's escape speed has slowed down, and he has been using the magic whip, and his mana has been exhausted, making it difficult to continue.

"Run! You keep running!"

Li Xingba let out an excited roar as if a bully was about to bully a beautiful girl, and urged the Hunyuan Pearl in his hand again, throwing it at Jiang Ziya's back like a hell king.

"It's really abominable!"

Jiang Ziya turned around his mana, narrowly dodging the blow, but his lack of mana made him dare not fight back, so he just buried his head and ran away.

However, as the escape speed decreases, the distance between the three is getting closer!

"I see where you are going!"

Li Xingba greeted Yang Sen, and threw two orbs at Jiang Ziya one after the other, blocking all his escape routes and making him inevitable.

"Ding!"

In desperation, Jiang Ziya had no choice but to raise his whip to meet him, and after flying the dzi beads away with one whip, he stopped the whip in front of his chest, ready to hard connect the Hunyuan beads.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Suddenly, a small dog rushed out from the side, took the Hunyuan Pearl in one gulp, and landed at the feet of a young man in silver armor whimpering.

It was like being hurt by a beating, but he would not let go.

"In broad daylight, you actually bully an old man who is 80 or [-] years old, do you still talk about martial arts!" the young man snapped.

"Poverty is over fifteen hundred years old!"

"Poverty is more than eighteen hundred years old!"

The two shouted at the same time.

Yang Jian's face suddenly became embarrassed: "Then you are bullying children, and you have no martial arts!"

Jiang Ziya blushed when he heard it
(End of this chapter)